BerettaNut92
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How old's your sister, and does she shoot? 
First time I had to reach for gun
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Well, I disagree with most of the people here.
If you could not see around the truck, it was unsafe for you to move until he moved. That he did not get that is not your fault.
One of the worst things you can do is make a move in traffic due to social pressure when it is not safe.
Honestly, staying in your car and turning it off and tossing your keys on the dash as "an escalation of force" - that is patently ridiculous.
You should have stayed there for two hours if thats how long it took to avoid pulling out blindly into traffic.
That the idiot in the truck didnt like it is not your fault. Also - I think you would have been completely justified to draw on him had he gotten too close - that is just unnecessary on his part and he should have been able to back up and should have known that you could not.
Luckily, as is often the case, he wondered enough about your armed status to come to his senses before he did anything dumber.
If you could not see around the truck, it was unsafe for you to move until he moved. That he did not get that is not your fault.
One of the worst things you can do is make a move in traffic due to social pressure when it is not safe.
Honestly, staying in your car and turning it off and tossing your keys on the dash as "an escalation of force" - that is patently ridiculous.
You should have stayed there for two hours if thats how long it took to avoid pulling out blindly into traffic.
That the idiot in the truck didnt like it is not your fault. Also - I think you would have been completely justified to draw on him had he gotten too close - that is just unnecessary on his part and he should have been able to back up and should have known that you could not.
Luckily, as is often the case, he wondered enough about your armed status to come to his senses before he did anything dumber.
It actually doesn't look that bad, and looking at the diagram, I can see how you felt like you were not in a good situation. We all agree the key thing wasn't really productive, but I can't much fault the rest.
One thing, though, y'all-- Puh-LEASE don't get involved in a shoot, righteous or not, that the newsies can call "pursuant to a road rage incident..." These make my stomach churn.
Y'know, I mean, while you're picking your gunfights, and everything...
One thing, though, y'all-- Puh-LEASE don't get involved in a shoot, righteous or not, that the newsies can call "pursuant to a road rage incident..." These make my stomach churn.
Y'know, I mean, while you're picking your gunfights, and everything...
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In Az its a violation to use the center turn lane as a merging lane but people do it all the time. really pisses me off when they do it,I cant make my left hand turn until they get out of in front of me. Sounds like you did the right thing.
This occured during my first marriage. As my wife's mother had this great big rambling house she had asked us to move back in after her youngest daughter had moved in with me. Considering that my then mother-in-law was one of the greatest people I had ever met and we would be on the opposite wing of the house and we were both in college, I considered the positives far outweighing the negatives.
A unique nature of the family, 4 adult sons and 3 adult daughters, was the different relationships. The oldest son was a former Marine, fellow gun enthusiast, and a lawyer. He and I had talked guns and he was glad that someone was at the house that he believed would "look out for Mother". Some treated their mother's house as the home of another person and respected all the protocols and some treated it as a completely open house with no part anyone's particular turf.
While I was studying alone one night that nearly got one of them shot! I heard a door on the other wing close and knew that my wife and her mother were not expected home for a couple of hours but nothing prevented them from coming back early so I went back to studying at the desk. Shortly after that I heard footsteps coming up the steps through the solarium and realized that they were not my wife's or her mother's. I pulled a Browning patented Colt .32 from the desk drawer and put the magazine in and chambered a round and waited. The sound of the person moved not to the great room but into the hallway of our wing and I lifted the gun and sighted it on the door. The door opened and without announcement the one person that should have known better, the oldest brother, walked into the room. I identified him instantly and moved the gun to the open desk drawer while calling out his name in a very exasperated and nervous tone. He looked at me, noticed me removing the magazine and emptying the chamber, and just nodded. He grinned and said that lucky for him I hadn't shot him. I told him that it wasn't luck and that dead, not shot, would have been the result if it hadn't been him.
A unique nature of the family, 4 adult sons and 3 adult daughters, was the different relationships. The oldest son was a former Marine, fellow gun enthusiast, and a lawyer. He and I had talked guns and he was glad that someone was at the house that he believed would "look out for Mother". Some treated their mother's house as the home of another person and respected all the protocols and some treated it as a completely open house with no part anyone's particular turf.
While I was studying alone one night that nearly got one of them shot! I heard a door on the other wing close and knew that my wife and her mother were not expected home for a couple of hours but nothing prevented them from coming back early so I went back to studying at the desk. Shortly after that I heard footsteps coming up the steps through the solarium and realized that they were not my wife's or her mother's. I pulled a Browning patented Colt .32 from the desk drawer and put the magazine in and chambered a round and waited. The sound of the person moved not to the great room but into the hallway of our wing and I lifted the gun and sighted it on the door. The door opened and without announcement the one person that should have known better, the oldest brother, walked into the room. I identified him instantly and moved the gun to the open desk drawer while calling out his name in a very exasperated and nervous tone. He looked at me, noticed me removing the magazine and emptying the chamber, and just nodded. He grinned and said that lucky for him I hadn't shot him. I told him that it wasn't luck and that dead, not shot, would have been the result if it hadn't been him.
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